Tue. 7/22/08 11:34pm
Jessica:
Of the heaping stack of CDs in my goodie-box [nice], the contents of which [oh it just gets worse and worse] were destined for immediate insertion [and now I'm trying] into the massive [is this what happens when I forget to eat?] [you know what? I need to stop right now and get myself a {don't say taco. (but that's what I'm getting!) sigh.} only the first in the stack had CD text.
Thanks, EFD, for the awesome CD!

Tue. 7/22/08 11:46pm
efd:
umm... you're welcome for the CD text?

Tue. 7/22/08 11:47pm
efd:
Toni, I already played Hilary... only one single-named female artist per show!

Wed. 7/23/08 12:21am
efd:
yeah, glad you liked it Droll! i wish i'd noticed sooner that it was almost all on the right channel, though!

Wed. 7/23/08 12:35am
Laurie:
Hiiiiiiiiii, efd. DID YOU HEAR? Jarvis Cocker and I had a MOMENT. I will tell anyone who asks. I will tell anyone who doesn't even care to know. That's how excited I am about my moment with Jarvis.

Wed. 7/23/08 12:55am
G:
do the fish do "more" in the back if you pay extra??

Wed. 7/23/08 12:58am
Laurie:
Sorry! I got distracted by my cat.

Yes, this was in Chicago. So, I was right up front. Jarvis made eye contact with me. He pointed at me, and he sang John Peel's words of advice to his little brother, "Girls like it too." Don't get any ideas, fellas. I promised myself to Jarvis.

I mean, I really had a total Beatles freakout throughout the show. He's so beautiful.

Also, the girl next to me, we had discussed our love for Jarvis before the show. This girl turned to me after my moment with him, and she said, "I am so jealous." RIGHTLY SO.

Also, he thrusted his pelvis in my general direction. I nearly fainted.

HE'S SO DREAMY.

Wed. 7/23/08 12:59am
efd:
G: ugh.
and speaking of ugh, i'm a little disgusted to report there were still a couple of slice's of last night's leftover pizza when I got to the station tonight.

Wed. 7/23/08 1:31am
efd:
i'm sure that hoagie is better than that 28-hour old pizza that's upstairs.
Stan - I don't think you need to specify that you're not the DJ, I'm reasonably confident that he has never viewed an accuplaylist, let alone posted a comment to one (and I say that fondly).

Wed. 7/23/08 1:49am
Laurie:
Oh piffle. $25 is nothing for a celebrity chef's tasting menu, especially when you take the luxe ingredients used into consideration.

I enjoyed p*ong so much I returned and a had a full savory and suite tasting course. It was actually fairly priced and delicious.

Unfairly priced and disgusting: Alinea, Chicago. The former food critic of the New York Times is in love with Grant Achatz for some reason, so Gourmet named it the best restaurant in America or the world or some shit, which is clearly bullshit. Frank Bruni agrees with me. The food combinations made me sick, and the goat butter made me retch. And I love goat cheese, I even like the gamy, pungent aroma. My stomach started flipping, and I called a halt to the tasting. I didn't even care it was gauche. I didn't need to finish the full tasting. I didn't even want to get close to the bitter chocolate and onion sauce dish, and the fellow at a table next to me barely touched his morel dish. It didn't bode well.

I didn't care if it was gauche. I was genuinely sick, and I like to think I have a sophisticated palate, so I don't know what was going on. There were seriously only two things I liked, and they were the first two things! Roe (fish eggs, in case you didn't know) on a candied something or other, stuck on a bit of vanilla bean, and a king crab dumpling-like thing on an aromatic bay leaf. Haaaated everything else. And the centerpiece was fucking pretentious. I don't need to have a paper thin piece of nitrogen-frozen pork belly stretched out on a metal thingamabob and wait forty minutes for the color to change so I can eat it without it crumbling to bits. And the mozzarella foam paired with the tomatoes three ways (which I wasn't fond of, and I like tomatoes, but I don't need to eat a tomato encapsulated in a gel pod, okay? Or a "deconstructed" tomato. I still don't know what that is)... Where was I? The mozzarella foam! It was a brick! Dehydrated foam! Wow. How disgusting! The texture was gross, and it tasted like nothing. Oh, I forgot. There were these artichoke cubes crusted in dehydrated vegetables or something. They were delicious, but didn't taste like artichoke! And I liked the wine the sommelier suggested.

Luckily, they comp'd the meal. I left a big tip in the hands of the manager for the half dozen people they have waiting on you. I was happy to spend only $100 at that piece of shit place instead of... I don't even want to say what they charge for that bullshit. It's highway robbery.

Boo to Alinea. Booooooooo. I like molecular gastronomy when done well, and Pinchet Ong is a testament to that. But I like my food to taste like food.

Oh, this long ranty thing was in response to Stan's comment up there somewhere.

Wed. 7/23/08 1:49am
Laurie:
Yeah.

Wed. 7/23/08 2:04am
Stan:
The $25 dessert did not make me sick. You win.

Wed. 7/23/08 2:04am
john:
Funny thing is, change the last vowel to an i, and you have Alinia, a powerful antiprotozoal given for certain gastric disturbances, not unlike the one its namesake caused.....